As the wings of the beautiful pelican spread
As the pelican lifts his head
As the pelican takes flight, I remember his plight
For as he moves in a flowing motion, it makes me think of some strange notion
When the pelican flies, where does he go?
Where's his home?
Will he be remembered and forever known?
I am reminded that it's like watching a child grow
Strong and steady, with a fight of plenty
Flowing through life with some minor tuberlance
Watching out, for any disturbance
The flight of the pelican
So inspiring, so freeing, so amazingly revealing
That's the beauty of the pelican in flight!